| After a long time I have weighed that the moment
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| To make the others take a seat has arrived (Huh?)
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| I enter the scene slowly and without making noise
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| But I always roll a six every time I roll the dice (Good)
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| I seek solitude, I go into a trance with myself
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| I see things clearly talking to my other self
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| He told me a story about four little dogs
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| That they barked a lot and the big one came and fucked them (Me)
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| The roll you drop I already know it by heart, it sucks
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| You go cocky and you lack the crest
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| Dishonest lyrics, but look at this
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| Shooting with an arrow and to date
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| Few managed to make their rap slip into my basket
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| So stalk, I pull out the axe, rhyme done right
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| And with the right, I grab my gun and make a gap for you
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| You are not on a roll and take care of your short and narrow hair
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| That you get hooked and everything explodes in your fucking face
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| You can falter when the waves come slow
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| But watch out for the storm, the mc with the most flavor is coming
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| Take shelter under an umbrella or cover yourself with a blanket
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| Shitty MC, admit it you pick it up
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| Santa raps and sings
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| Santa has an art that his mother can't stand
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| Santa is a producer, oh
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| Santa always puts out the power on speaker
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| Santa wants and holds
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| Criticism from those who know, blankets bore him
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| Santa is decision
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| See how it holds up against opinion
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| There are those who leave school
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| Record an album and step on a stage
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| For sucking the tail of the famous in his neighborhood
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| Then he believes he has the power to act as a judge
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| Groupies and newbies are garbage, according to him
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| I respect the public because he feeds me
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| And I support the new ones, as it should be
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| The real union is strength and we will make you see it
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| That it is necessary to be united in order to grow
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| (It is) easy to do demagoguery to please
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| (It is) easy to criticize society in raps
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| (It's) easy to protest and do nothing about it
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| (It is) more difficult to lead by example
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| Of course we have the problem inside
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| I would say, a problem mostly of concept
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| But they are interested in what follows and they are happy
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| The usual ones, their puppies, and fuck the rest of us
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| Santa I know you love it
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| Everyone talks a lot but no one gets ahead of him
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| santa has vision
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| He is happy because they promote him
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| Santa picks you up
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| It doesn't matter who is against him, he never gives up
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| Santa is a motherfucker, yeah
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| He goes through the eggs that you make him another song
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| Do not support minds that are not open
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| Do not give strength to the one who closes the doors for you
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| Because while the puppies play and fool around
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| Those with a higher level know who is going to eat Spain
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| A second turnout is smart enough
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| To see and know how the situation is
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| And I know that they see me with fear, like the invasion
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| And they keep me on the lookout
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| Revolution, don't let Nazis run you
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| If necessary, I will be a heretic of Spanish Hip-Hop
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| Our Hip-Hop, your Hip-Hop
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| Raise your fist and shout Oh!
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| Santa documents himself
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| Everyone talks a lot, but few argue
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| Santa is criminal, ah
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| He nails the words but he never chokes
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| Santa when he comments
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| He always knows what he says, he never makes it up
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| Santa professional, ah
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| Before the concert, Santa only drinks Fanta!
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| Take a seat, listen quietly in your living room
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| You'll see that the emotion spliced you
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| Take a seat, listen quietly in your living room
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| You'll see that the emotion spliced you
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| He may not be the fastest dog (Keep it clear)
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| I may not be the strongest dog
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| But yes the one with the biggest balls, the bravest
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| The Eneyser, the one who feels that his luck was to be so different
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| Do not think that I envy you for your checking account
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| Not even for being a number in the 40
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| Understand, that here the smiles to deceive them are not worth
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| no end of the end
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| Our means differ, but so is the end
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| Jerks! |
| You keep invoking Eros
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| You can seduce women with
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| The bitches that come up to me know that I love them
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| For putting them on all fours and whipping their butts
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| I want to see you whole, flag woman I'm not looking for
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| But to me your tears of wood give me the ass
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| Those tears give grime, pity
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| More animated rhymes. Do you get close to my animal rap?
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| My natural erection, maximum
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| Flow without equal, beautiful inhabitat
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| wow! |
| Wherever it stings, magic answer
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| Sadists, more girls chew my has
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| Sons of bitches! |
| Eat from my plate, how is your body?
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| Set the b-boy guidelines, of this game on all fours
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| Because upright like rats you take all the legs
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| I go for free
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| That you and all the rappers say that mine is not cool?
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| Listen to him, give him thanks, exclaim to the sky and suck it!
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| Take a seat, listen quietly in your living room
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| You'll see that the emotion spliced you
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| Take a seat, listen quietly in your living room
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| You'll see that the emotion spliced you |